Work

Just got home n showered. Dinner now. Had a really long day at work. Headache. Mind malfunctioning.

Sometimes I wonder, why do I put so much time and effort which would most probably amount into something I couldn't care less. Is it my pride. Or perhaps my drive for perfection. Or my nonsensical self-righteousness to make things right in my eyes. 

I would really like to learn to let go and let it be. But fear that in the process I might lose my identity. Everything looks gray to me.

Enough said.

Today is almost done. Tomorrow is a new day. And I duly return to the war zone which has successfully exhausted me today. And can only pray that where I step, there is holy ground.